Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 645

Chapter 645 Make A Wish

Gwendolyn slowly sat up and ripped the tie with her teeth, revealing red marks on her wrists.

Then she lowered her gaze to stare at her chest and unbuttoned her shirt.

While the dozen or so lashes didn't split her skin, she was bruised.

After entering the bathroom, she soaked in hot water, hoping it'd make her feel better.

That night, she slept in agony.

The next day, after she went downstairs, she saw Zayden had already made breakfast. When he spotted her, he acted as though he hadn't abused her last night. “Time for breakfast, Gwen.”

“Gwen,” greeted Suzanne with a delighted grin while serving breakfast.

It was clear she was in a wonderful mood, and she even seemed prettier somehow.

She gazed affectionately at Zayden, but he didn't reciprocate it.

Instead, he pulled a chair back for Gwendolyn. “I prepared your favorite oatmeal porridge.”

Then, he pushed the oatmeal porridge toward her.

In response, Gwendolyn peered at him. At that moment, Zayden was beaming warmly as though nothing outrageous had happened last night.

The look in Gwendolyn's eyes darkened slightly. He was like a different person last night. It was frightening. How he's acting right now aligns more with the Zayden I know.

“Give it a try. See if you like it,” encouraged Zayden.

a mouthful of milk, leaving white stains around her lips. “Mr. Surrington

ate the oatmeal porridge in silence. The pain in my body seemed to have intensified. So this is what my

breakfast, Suzanne cleaned

on a stroll around the mansion area

in a forest. Thus, once they stepped out of its premise, they could

with her head lowered, the pain still torturing

the blue, Zayden ceased his steps. “There's a wishing well ahead. I heard it works quite

went, as long as a place was claimed to be able to grant wishes,

course, the wishes she made were related to her wealth and

Gwendolyn nodded.

walked a little closer to him, he tried to hold her hand, but she

increased her pace

her path, and peered at her. “I'm sorry for

a white t-shirt and a pair of black slacks. His bangs covered his eyebrows, adding

still present in Gwendolyn's eyes when she recalled how

post-traumatic stress disorder. The severity of his condition surprises me, honestly. In the past, I thought it would, at most, cause him

ote the ootmeol porridge in silence. The poin in my body seemed

Suzonne cleoned

Zoyden went on o stroll oround the monsion

Thus, once they stepped out of its premise, they

wolked with her heod lowered, the poin

Zoyden ceosed his steps. “There's o

Gwendolyn loved moking wishes. No motter where she went, os long os o ploce wos cloimed to be oble to gront wishes, she would

to her weolth ond the heolth of her

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